After Severance,Alpha Fell in Love With Ex-Luna

Chapter 73: Let’s sever our mate bond, I’ll set you free.

Chapter 73: Let’s sever our mate bond, I’ll set you free.

(Marcus Blackwood’s POV)

“Let’s sever our mate bond, I’ll set you free.”

The words echoed in my ears like a death sentence. My face chilled with Alpha authority as Elena’s declaration hit me with devastating finality.

She had already informed me that Margaret Blackwood had agreed to the bond severance. My own grandmother would not interfere in our separation.

As Elena once again pulled her hand from my grasp, my suppressed emotions erupted through our mate bond like a dam bursting. The connection between us crackled with raw intensity.

My arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her back into my embrace with desperate force. In two or three steps, I pinned her against the glass door of the Shadow Passage.

Her hair tie came loose during our struggle. Her thick, dark hair cascaded down in wild disarray, tangling around my arm like silk chains.

Elena’s pupils contracted slightly as she realized my next move. She turned her face away, trying to avoid

what was coming.

I paused, my palm cupping her face with firm pressure. I forced her to look directly at me, then kissed her with all the desperation I’d been holding back.

Our mate bond crackled with electric intensity. Elena clenched her teeth, refusing to respond to my touch.

So I deprived her of breath. As she began to lose oxygen, she finally opened her mouth, and I took the

opportunity to invade.

The more she struggled, the more I took control/Finally, she gave up, forced to yield to my dominance.

I released her lips, my fingertips caressing her delicate face. Her skin was flushed red from holding her breath, making her look vulnerable and beautiful.

I always knew how to hide my unknown side. But time and again, I lost control in front of her. This time, it had escalated beyond anything before.

I changed the subject, desperate to avoid the topic that was tearing us apart. “What do you want? Jewelry? Designer items? Clothes?”

Anything but the bond severance. If I didn’t mention it, maybe it would simply pass.

(Elena’s POV)

“I want nothing from you,” I retorted, my voice sharp with annoyance.

Marcus pressed on, his golden eyes searching my face. Then what do you want?”

“I want my father alive.”

The words hung between us like a blade. Marcus stared at me, not responding through our mate bond.

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I wiped away the traces of his touch from my lips with the back of my hand. The gesture was deliberate,

meant to hurt him.

aside, my voice cold and final. “Aside from David Blackthorne, I can

step. I nearly wanted to tear off

“Elena!”

at

around carefully, then slipped a folded note into

quick

the note immediately. Instead, I clenched it in my hand,

read it.

precision. Two

in the Medical

the surgical plan. Nothing could be

the line

my surgical gown, I noticed a new face among the team. Despite her mask, her tension was evident in her eyes

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this your first surgery?” I asked

Nurse Emma nodded nervously. “Yes, it’s my first

encouraged her. “You’ll do

prepared the healing tools while waiting

walked to the operating table and used a marking pen to outline the tumor area on Joyce

anesthetics to the Healing Assistant. He began adjusting the dosage according

detecting something wrong. My eyes swept over the anesthetic In the Healing Assistant’s

Emma nervously met my gaze. Something in her

as the Healing Assistant prepared to inject the

Mitchell looked at me with

anesthetic,” I instructed the Healing

it with my heightened werewolf senses, I frowned. “Why are we

Assistant was stunned. “Wasn’t

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the vial he had drawn from “This

instructed the pharmacy to keep this for me this

anesthetic meant. He turned to question

unable to catch her breath. Her face had gone

her first time in surgery,” I said, helping her save face. “She doesn’t know much. She can still be

mistake before it causes

Emma. “But you’re not

from the psychological pressure. “Sophia Rivers told me to take it! She said a little allergy to anesthetic was

was furious. Everyone in the

toward Sophia Rivers.

not for Rachel Thompson’s note, I would never

with a patient’s

Trainee Nurse Emma out,” I

and whispered something in his ear. He was stunned

cooperation.

(Sophia Rivers‘ POV)

surgery lasted five hours, from nine in the morning

pacing outside the Surgical Wing, his anxiety

department, seeing that the surgery was still in progress. No healers had emerged to report good news, so I couldn’t tell